Hello everybody ! I hope you're enoying your week-end ! I wanted to thank you for these reviews you let, I'm glad you liked the first chapter:)

So here is the new chapter, I hope you will like as well as the first one. And I'm sorry for any mistakes I made, I'm still in progress with my english (even if it's improving).

Enjoy !

CHAPTER 2 : Still alive

A huge buzzing in his ears, a blurred vision and colored in orange, red and yellow, the smell of smoke, a couching fit... That's all Tony Ferraris, the Squad driver, remembered before passing out after the explosion. He was near the exit door when he heard Casey screamed on his radio and then... This explosion, and then total balckout. He had a ham instead of his head, and his back was hurting like hell. He thought about being burned, and thought his back was still burning. His eyes was beginning to adjust to the lack of light he had, and saw that all over him, there were just debris, flames and smoke. A couching fit later, he tried to move, even just a little, but this made him suffer more. He let escape from his mouth a scream of pain. He was agonising. So he tried to breathe properly, at least inhale and exhale correctly, but again this made him suffer as well as move. His mask was broken and we was losing oxygen. Fighting his blurr vision, he focused on researching Severide and Hermann. He didn't thought about finding Casey alive. He took a deep breath and holded it, focused on freeing himself and not to scream of pain to find his colleagues. Them before everything, injuries later. He knew he was more or less buried alive, but free his legs was horrible. He felt his knee twist and return to its place. His all body was hurting. In some pl ace, he was bleeding, specificly in his face. He had the taste of blood on his mouth and its smell on his nose. He also felt something coming down his forehead but he was almost sure it's wasn't just blood, but also sweat from the heat of this place. After several minutes, he finally freed himself. He remained to make his way in this hell to find everyone.

Outside, this was the chaos. Everybody was on the ground, still in shock about what happened behind them: four of them were taken in this huge explosion and were under the rubble of this house. Nobody outside had been hurt, but they were shocked by the intensity of this bomb. It wasn't an ordinary bomb. While the firefithers regainged their minds, chief Boden tried to contact his men who were still inside.

"Severide, Ferraris! Report! Hermann, Casey! Report!"

But even after ten minutes of monologue, nobody answered. Either they were dead, or their radios were out. But everybody hoped to find them alive.

"Battalion 25 to main! I need urgently three companies on Humbolt Park! The house exploded and four of my men were still inside!"

"Copy that battalion 25. three companies and two excavation teams are on their way."

They had to find their colleagues, their friends, their borthers. Hoping they were still alive, but even if it wasn't the case, they will find them. Between the desperate scream of Casey and the explosion, five seconds passed. Perhalps this let them time to run far away from the main blast area. Deep down, everyone hoped this.

Inside, Tony made a great effort to make his way through the rubble. He knew where he was approximately. For him, he was on the main floor near the exit. There will be a chance the signal from his radio could pass trough the layer of debris. He desperately grabbed his radio and tried the entire channels.

"Chief? Chief, you copy?"

But he heard nothing. The pain on his back was increasing as he kept going. In one hand he had his ax, in the other he had his halligan, and he began to make his way again.

On the other side of the collapsed house, Kelly Severide began to stirr. He groaned because of the pain and opened his eyes slowly. They were burning as never. He felt he was stucked, sitting, half under the debris half outside. On his legs, there was a steelbeam. He let escape a hurting cough and focused to free himself. He tried to move his legs but realized he couldn't do it without a horrible pain. When he moved, he thought about being stabbed everywhere, so he screamed of pain. Everywhere around him, he saw big flames lighting the space where he was. He could see in which position he was, the injuried he had. He felf his left arm was broken, some of his ribs too, or at least cracked. He thought his head was a ball thrown to a wall. His eyebrow was bleeding badly but this wasn't important for now. Trying to lift the beam despite his broken arm, he succeded to free his right legs without knowing how, and hit something with his foot. He tried to look what it was, but all he had was a sharp pain on his right side. He took a look and saw one of the concrete reinforcement lodged in his right flank on maybe an inch, maybe more. The smoke envelopping the space avoided him to breathe correctly and he could hear something else alongside the buzzing on his ears.

"Someone's in there? Hey, someone's in there?!"

Clearly now, he could hear someone couching, and it was close to him.

"Hermann, it's you?"

No sound anymore, axcept the flames and the constantly moving debris.

"Sev..."

This person opened his eyes, and looked around him. He wasn't stucked under the rubble and he geot up slowly and carefully. He could hear someone screaming of pain just near him.

"Don't... Don't scream like that... You give me a headache..."

Kelly didn't recognize this person behind him because of a blurr vision, but he recognized hthis voice.

"I will try... You're okay Hermann?"

"I... I think I have some broken ribs but despite this I'm good. He avoided the worse uh?"

"Yeah... Fortunately... Casey told us to run..."

Suddently, Kelly panicked.

"Where is matt?!"

His head was moving in all directions, trying to find his best friend, his brother.

"MATT!"

Severide felt some debris moving and a huge pain seized his right flank.

"Kel... Don't... Move like this..."

This voice was barely whispering, but he recognized it among all the noises and voices he knew.

"Matt? Where are you?"

"Just... Below you."

Kelly stopped moving every little piece of his body.

"What? Below me?"

Hermann was near Kelly, and saw a hole behind him, in which he could see some light. It wasn't big, but he could see what was below them.

"He's right Severide. You wouldn't move more than an inch, or you'll bring down a lot of debris on Casey."

"Hermann..."

"He is litterally... Below you."

Matt expressed his pain by frowning and gritting his teeth. Hermann saw it immediately.

"Casey? You're okay?"

Hermann could hear Matt's breathing. Fast, panted and shallow.

"It... Could have benn worse... I think."

Matt tried to smile, but this made his suffer more. Hermann was feeling bad for his lieutenant, who was coighing blood. At the same time, Kelly understood the distress of the situation and began to free himslef again, but the only thing he did was to send more debris and dust below him.

"Kelly STOP! If you move again, you're gonna kill Casey!"

Hermann's words resonated in his head, they were hard for Severide. So he stopped moving and turned his head to Hermann.

"Hermann, what is it?"

He was whispering to not arouse panic among his little brother stucked below him.

"His head is just below the slab on which you are. If you move, even a little, the slab will collapse on him."

"And how is he?"

Hermann's face darkened.

"Not good... He is barely conscious, he has blood in his face, he's bleeding from his ears and he's coughing blood."

"You can pass through the hole to check on him?"

Hermann shook his head from left to right.

"the hole isn't big enough. I'm sorry."

Severide closed his eyes, because of the pain lacerating him and because of this new. He was hearing Casey, his brother, coighing as hell. Hermann got to his stomach painfully.

"Casey? Stay still and calm and try to take deep breaths."

"Can't... Hurt... Too much."

"Then small and shallow breaths."

att tried it, and to his great surprise, he could breathe nearly properly. The pain was persistant, but was more manageable as before.

"That's it lieutenant. By the way... What happened? I thought... You didn't move."

"I didn't... I was shivering... Like a leaf but... Not enough to clench the bomb... It clenched itself."

"Minutery?"

Matt could hardly talk, so he tried to nod, but this movement paralyzed him. The only sound that came out of his mouth was a cry of agony. So atrocious that Hermann and Severide had closed their eyes, as if they could see the scene.

"Casey?"

"Good... I'm... Good."

In fact, he was out of strengh and his breathing was becoming jerky.

"Do you have... A functional radio?"

Severide tried to reach his radio without moving too much but it was under the debris. And Hermann's seemed unusable.

"Mine is out. Severide?"

"It's under the rubble. I can't reach it without moving."

"Wait, I will try to reach it for you."

Hermann tried to visualize where it was before putting his hand on the rubble. Slowly and being carefully to not drop other concrete blocks on Casey, he succeded to grab the radio and got it out the debris.

"Damn... It's out! Casey, yours is working?"

"Don't know... it's in one piece but... I don't know."

"You can reach it?"

After several seconds of unbearable pain, Casey moved his arm.

"Hurt... Too much."

Hermann saw his superior hold his tears. Tears of pain.

"How much in a scale of one to ten?"

"Uh... Eleven?"